Realizing that I’ve put enough work into my writing that I’m well into the world-building stage and am starting to flesh out the society I’ve created quite a lot. New ideas are being generated because of this, and I wouldn’t be surprised if I wound up writing a third book in the future.

We’re in the middle of a Windows 10 migration. We do the upgrades overnight and I’m part of the team that does the post-checks in the morning. I work in a 13 story building that is completely occupied by my company and this morning all my post-checks were on the same floor that I work on.

I have a few bird feeders positioned next to the tree in my back yard. One’s a little house-style feeder with a trough that I put a fruit and nut mixture in. That’s the one the squirrels go to since the others are the “squirrel proof” type.

One squirrel has it down pat. He/she jumps onto the roof, hooks its feet on the end, then hangs upside down while feeding. Another squirrel hasn’t got it figured out yet. I watched it scamper up and down the branches, trying to figure out how to get to it. It never tried going up the branch the feeder was hanging from.

Lately, the crows have gotten into the act. They jump to it from the birdbath or fly up to it and either swipe what they want or land on the trough, which causes it to swing from the weight and spill some on the grass.

The number of fights that break out between bluetits over the spilled seeds at my parents house is roughly equivalent to that of the number of fights that break out in a major city over spilled drinks in any given bar district.